The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-03-18

taken his lot TO De nerS. she had red
cheeks and bright blue eyes then. Her
cheeks were scarlet with fatigue and
heat, now, but not round and soft as
they were then, and her yes had q
weary look in them. Cant be my
FAULT" ran through her husbands
mind.
She certainly looked badly, but it
did seem to him that she could mind
so much as that, the hurry, quick
words and impatience that we're his
habit. He took the milk-pails and
went to the COW barn to milk, as usual,
after supper. He was destined to
have his ears opened. The men had
preceded him to the barn to care for
their teams. The rain had nearly
ceased, and he was finishing the milk
ing when he caught the sound OF his
own name.
81 tell you, 1 pity Her." Joe Ames
was saying, "What with her being
everlastingly on her feet, her sick baby,
and Wills own fault-fnding, it's a
wonder she's alive"
"Pshaw!!" answered coarse John
Mills. That's the way O. women; give
'em an inch and they's take miles.
The only way thery're any good is to
give them lots to do, and keep them
at it. And as for that young 'un, If
she warn alters pettin' of it, it
wouldn't be so tarnal cross"
81 know BETTER" was the retort,
mother remembers when Will and
his wife were married, and there never
was a smarter likelier girl anywhere.
Will vas good, too, but he got in such
a way to make money, and the more
he works the more she has to. Then
they've buried three children, and
mother says her hard work helped to
shorten their lives, and"
ooh, you're a perfect baby yourself,
that's my notion" sneered John.
"And l tell you," proceeded honest
Joe, riff the poor thing goes on in this
way much longer, they'll be another
grave over there, for she's next to
sick now, aud l, wish Will could see
it,"
He began to see it. He sat on the
milk-stool listening. He thought of
long ago and now, and the changes To-
ticed at supper. He remembered how
she had received, as q reward for her
toll, short words from him. Not chat
he meant SO, but he was in haste al
ways, and she surely very slow; but
then il, as Joe was saying, she was
sick-and the words, another grave
over there" seemed to ring in his ears.
His lips closed spasmodically as he
caught the last words OF the converse
ton. as they closed the barn doors
for the night.
"Well, then, why don't he get some
help? He has himself and Rob and
US, and she-didn't you see her to-day
taking the things back and forth while
he looked out from the seat of the
wagonP Made me mad. Wait'll / get
married." And they passed out of
hearing with these words.
Mrs. Harris came up to the door as
usual to get the milk. Her husband
watched ner closely as he said:
~ can carry them in for YOU"
The look of wonder she flashed in
his face made his heart beat rapidly.
He watched her arrange the milk. CIV
ing a lift to the heavy pals and jars,
occasionally. Picking up the empty
pals, she, turning toward the kitchen,
glanced at him. How tired she look
ed He took the jars away from her
and closed the milk-house door. He
placed both hands on her shoulders.
'Mollie," he said, in a husky voice,
"tell me, have / been abusing your"
She looked surprised, and he went
on hurriedly:
"I heard tonight l was q brute,
that you were worked to death. and
got no sympathy except from strang-
ers. They think you've changed
since you married me, and / guess-I
guess The paused and drew her close in
his armsl that it is also. Mollie; but
believe me, dear, that in my haste to
make money / forgot you could not
stand this, and that it was not that
/ have no longer your happiness in
view. Do you believe me2"
Then he suddenly left her alone, for
it is a hard thing for a proud man to
come to a confession. She sank on
the floor and suffered hot tears to
flow. Tired, sick, heart-weary, she
felt u moment since as if she would
drop with fatigue. She arose soon,
and having washed the pals, took the
baby from Rob and sat down in the
sitting-room where they all sat. The
rain had cooled the air of, and as she
rocked to and fro with the child
asleep in her arms, she looked up to-
find her husbands eyes on her. She
smiled.
"Mollie," said he. would twenty
five yards Of calico aud two hired
girls be any help to you.
Hall the quantity will be suficient,
my dear she answered.
And Joe told John, as they went up